An immense, weathered granite iguanodon skeleton, fully articulated and standing upright, serves as the central structure of a bustling market stall within a sprawling desert town. The sun beats down, casting long shadows that dance across the worn wooden tables laden with colorful textiles and exotic spices. The air is thick with the scent of cinnamon and dust, and a lone, robed merchant inspects a shimmering amulet, his face obscured by shadow.